to Document. Covid has come. Jeff picked up Fate as he does every thursday after school. Upon arriving home, he was coughing. How Alyssia put it: We cut and run. This is a long story short and there's no way i can explain it so it makes any sense without paragraphs and paragraphs and i'm not into it. Enough to say that Alyssia still has access to the little Yellow House next door where she originally rented. It's been empty since they moved into the White House. A lot of stuff is still there. She drove to Jenny's and picked up a Covid Test, returned and did it. Spent the rest of pretty much all early night hauling things out through Julian's bedroom window (its big). Over to the Yellow House which is just on the other side of the Car Port and the little forest of Crepe Myrtle and Geraniums. Julian had the option. Yellow House OR HIS ROOM and the bathroom in Alyssia's room next door. He chose his room. The rest of the house is Jeff, Brinley and Fate. When the large extended family in the White House got evicted, they moved there. It's much bigger. The Yellow House has issues, like ify electric and frogs in the bathroom. Is a rent with option to buy. Involved with a VA Loan for Alyssia.
test was Positive.
And so.
They just came…it's dark….to pick up the double burner hotplate that i had brought from New Mex that has been in one of the storage tubs down at B. While finding that today i also found a lot of other things. The cobalt doorknob. Other stuff, like the basket of Goat scurs. I might say here…..this herd is registered with the Nigerian Dwarf Dairy Goat Association….officially called Crazy Wisdom Dairy.
So…Fate went back to his mother's today. She has taken the week off. Days will go by, to test Jeff and Brinley. Alyssia and Emrie will remain in the Yellow House with the frogs. Julian will continue coming and going through his bedroom window.
Jenny's man came back from a weekend to Phoenix for his grandson and namesake's first birthday. He brought covid. When she came yesterday to bring Grass Hay, she said she feels like Typhoid Mary. We paused, staring off into the trees….small stinging tears…but then we went Forward. There's nothing else to do.
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